RIC S. BASTASA


RIC S. BASTASA Poems

14481. I Want It Smooth And Classy 4/22/2010
14482. Mistaking Paint For Faint 4/22/2010
14483. To Write A Poem That Hurts Somebody 4/22/2010
14484. What Did The Wind Tell The Rose? 4/22/2010
14485. Getting Close To Me 4/22/2010
14486. Living Alone 4/22/2010
14487. The Message Straight From The Heart 4/22/2010
14488. Happy Earthday 4/22/2010
14489. There Must Be Nothing Complicated 4/22/2010
14490. Morning 4/22/2010
14491. Her Stare 4/22/2010
14492. Cultural Lapse 4/22/2010
14493. My Grief 4/22/2010
14494. This Is All About Like 4/22/2010
14495. She Wears A Scarf 4/22/2010
14496. A Touch Of Class 4/22/2010
14497. A Worm Edging Throug A Leaf 4/22/2010
14498. Touching You 4/22/2010
14499. Books 4/22/2010
14500. I Say Thank You 4/22/2010
14501. Why Do People That We Love Die? 4/22/2010
14502. Our Eyes 4/22/2010
14503. And What Did The Red Queen Say To Alice? 4/22/2010
14504. So Long Lonesome 4/22/2010
14505. Crisp And Short And Stunning 4/22/2010
14506. I Like This To Be Frank And Simple 4/22/2010
14507. What My Teacher Once Said Was This 4/22/2010
14508. The Flower In The Living Room 4/22/2010
14509. In The Silence Of The Night 4/22/2010
14510. The Poem As A Treasure 4/22/2010
14511. The Mind That Is Inside Your Skull 4/22/2010
14512. Rise You Must Rise My Friend 4/22/2010
14513. Around You Days Hold You In An Embrace 4/22/2010
14514. Butting In 4/22/2010
14515. How Days Are With You? 4/22/2010
14516. Little Lives 4/22/2010
14517. Sensitivity 4/20/2010
14518. When I Look At You Naked In Bed 4/20/2010
14519. My Love, My Only Love 4/20/2010
14520. Untitled 28 4/20/2010
Best Poem of RIC S. BASTASA

' The Last Dance Of Your Life '

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you don't really have to mind
death
what power do you have for it

when it comes
it comes
none can prevent it
from sitting beside you

the doctors are honest
and sometimes
too stupid to give you a promise
for another extension of
life

a hope that poisons the mind instead
and makes
our recent stand rigid and
unreasonable

for those who have seen the light
on one hand
sees death as
a welcome experience
in fact a festivity
another coming experience
another full moon
at the bay

another ...

Read the full of ' The Last Dance Of Your Life '

Finally

just like anything that you did in the past
you started like
a
gasoline spilled
on the cemented road
and a matchstick lighted
it and the fire ran
like a will o'wisp
but as usual it was

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